Dragons and Thrones: Final War – Doom Upon All The World

Chapter 28 of my crossover story, enjoy.

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Daenerys

All around was carnage, the enemy ranks, although thinning, were still vast. Daenerys grimaced as she saw one of the Mages by her side launch a Fireball into a horde of Darkspawn that were attempting to close in on them.

'The Darkspawn have suffered the most casualties...We've lost people too, which just means reinforcements for the Wights if we let this battle drag on for too long...' She thought worriedly. 'There aren't that many Others around either, are they...'

She shook her head and tried to focus, things were still not to their advantage, the only good news was the enemy still had not claimed the advantage either.

She looked around again. 'So many of us fighting valiantly, so many dead, or wounded...this has to end, before it's too late, but the only way to do that...'

She looked worriedly over at the Night King, who coldly watched the battle. It was then she heard the thunderous roars and looked up, the battle between her dragons and the Red Lyrium Dragon was still going on. Despite their efforts, despite working together, they had yet to bright the monstrous creature down. Her attention was brought back down to ground level when she heard shouting and then saw what was happened.

"Gods..." She whispered.

Escorted by some of their soldiers, a wounded Eddard Stark and his son Robb were brought past her, heading for the healers tents.

She approached. "Lord Stark...You…?"

He shook his head. "It is, The Others, have a weakness to Silverite as well...You must ensure the whole army knows, Your Grace."

"But you…?"

"We'll live, our forces still fight, Arya and Gendry are commanding them." He explained.

With that they were taken to the tents.

Turning her attention back to battle Daenerys gave her orders and ensured that the message regarding Silverite was passed. She was relieved to note that she could now see the Stark army, Arya and Gendry were not badly injured and held their own, leading the Stark army in their part of the battle.

'The blizzard is thinning, could it be...' She wondered as she noticed that.

But then another shout distracted her and she turned, eyes widening in surprise.

She was in disbelief at the sight before her. 'Jon Snow, what is he doing?!'

The Lord Commander of the Night's Watch had broken from the battle lines, the Night's Watch and Free Folk continued fighting on as if nothing had changed however. She then saw why he had broken ranks.

'He's, he's going to tackle the Night King head on...That's...' She was beyond shocked now.

She had to do something to help him, luckily a solution presented itself.

She knew she could trust him. "Solas, Jon Snow, he is..."

"I see him!" Solas cried as he quickly launched a barrage of Energy bolts against the approaching enemy.

"Go and help him, please."

Hearing her desperation, he just nodded and hurried to go and join Jon. Daenerys meanwhile heard the roars again and, praying their ground forces could keep on fighting, turned her attention skyward again.

The battle raged furiously, as one her dragons breathed fire upon their enemy. But the Red Lyrium Dragon, despite roaring in pain, seemed undaunted. The three circled around it, moving so as to prevent it from effectively attacking.

If it did try to attack it could only go for one of them and then the other two could strike from the flanks. Even so, when they closed in for an attack. The Red Lyrium Dragon, with a horrible shrieking roar, swung around, lashing out with its tail and striking Drogon and Rhaegal with it and injuring them.

It then took the attack from Viserion, even the bite, and raked at him with its claws before using it's own teeth to wound him and push him away. Her dragons moved a short distance away and seemed to be trying to regroup.

Watching, Daenerys was in awe, and horror struck. 'Even outnumbered that beast is dominating the battle, how can this be...unless we...'

She was afraid. If they couldn't kill this dragon, Corypheus would be invincible. Solas had admitted to her before the battle, that he had formed a theory that he was certain was true, although just not enough to state it was fact.

Corypheus was able to use the Darkspawn taint to possess bodies, specifically Grey Warden bodies and, by doing so, he could survive even fatal wounds. While this process normally took a long time, as evidenced by the time between his first defeat at Hawke's hands and then his survival and subsequent return, it seemed the power he poured into his dragon accelerated it.

This in turn strongly connected the dragon to that capability of his. If the dragon were killed, there would be a short window of opportunity, during which he would be completely vulnerable and could be permanently killed. If that window was missed, he could switch to another body, but take a long time to recover, again.

'As such I pinned my hopes on my Dragons working together and defeating his dragon, but it just seems...too strong...' She thought in dismay.

It was then it happened and, whatever hopes Daenerys had, turned to dread. As her dragons circled it at a distance, the Red Lyrium Dragon reared back and, with the same breath it used to destroy the Wall, it launched its attack.

There were shouts of dismay and horror, she cried out. Drogon and Rhaegal roared as Viserion was struck and let out an agonized shriek. But the attack did not stop there, when it finally did, Viserion was dead, completely turned to Red Lyrium. The statue of what was once one of her dragons fell from the sky and hit the ground, shattering into pieces.

More roars and, when Daenerys looked skywards again, Rhaegal was falling, dead, having been torn open by the beast. Drogon was wounded and she quickly called him back. She couldn't lose all of them. Drogon reluctantly obeyed and returned to the ruins of the Wall. Daenerys shook her head as sorrow consumed her, it was over.

But then, at that moment, it happened. There was a flash and Daenerys spotted a shape on the Red Lyrium Dragon's back, it was Corypheus and, to her amazement, even at this distance, she could see he was wounded. Clearly shaken by the reminder of his own mortality, the would-be God seemed to chance his mind. For at that moment, both Dragon and Master flew away, quitting the field.

'They, they're gone...' She realized.

It would not be an absolute victory, there would still be more to do afterwards. But she now felt hope returning, she was sure they could win this battle now. Especially when, deprived of Corypheus' control, the Darkspawn, as she heard they did whenever a Blight ending, broke ranks and began to flee in a panic.

Now they had just one enemy left and while his armies remained and while they fought, it was just them now. But that hope was tampered by grief, not only for her dragons, but also for Cullen Rutherford, when she finally spotted him, lying at the edge of the battlefield, unmoving.

End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.

Well, the battle at the Wall still rages, but it's nearing the end, just one more chapter to go and the three battles will reach their end.